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Empty Hands
The gossamer years of youth
taking my breath away
in the afterglow of your smile
whispering my name
with the current of winds
rising from the ashes of your hurt
of intimate love songs
the corridor still echoes
melodies of times forgotten
ghostly admiration
of all my failures
cedar entrapment, golden band's
Solomons song in empty hands.
taking my breath away
in the afterglow of your smile
whispering my name
with the current of winds
rising from the ashes of your hurt
of intimate love songs
the corridor still echoes
melodies of times forgotten
ghostly admiration
of all my failures
cedar entrapment, golden band's
Solomons song in empty hands.
Published 9th Apr 2022
Author's Note
It would be unfair if I didn't mention that I had help with this poem.
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9th Apr 2022 4:18pm
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9th Apr 2022 4:49pm
Oh my Goodness, my favorite to date, excellent. The art work you chose…. perfect. Thank you for sharing your wonderful talent.
9th Apr 2022 4:55pm
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9th Apr 2022 8:44pm
Wonderful! 😊
9th Apr 2022 9:32pm
